When we left Asanbay Caf├â┬ę, the time was almost four in the morning. Except for me and maybe Ms. Maral to some extent, almost the whole group was drunk. After I put the teachers group by group in taxis and sent them to their homes, I took Ms. Maral to her apartment house. Although she objected, I accompanied her to her flat door. The beautiful woman opened the door and before entering inside, offered in a somewhat bashful expression to drink coffee together. To accept this offer meant allowing the beginning of a probable adventure, that was going to come after it, knowingly. I was having a hard time looking at the brightly sparking eyes of the young woman standing in front of me. The best thing to do was to leave there immediately. Clarifying that I was very tired, I rejected her invitation gently. Thinking that although my politeness, I still might have offended her, I noticed an understanding expression appearing on her face. While smiling she said:
- Mr. Fatih, tonight I too understood how fitting Luda's opinions about you are. You are a real gentleman. May I thank you for exhibiting a sincere behavior all night long, for not leaving me alone, for showing the tact to bring me to my house, and for not taking advantage of my half drunk state?" and suddenly getting close she landed a kiss on my cheek. Then, laughing, said "good night" and closed the door.

When I entered my flat, I was in a "pudding like" situation (I'm not sure it can be said that way in English...) because of tiredness. Without changing my clothes, with my outfit, I stretched out on the bed. In a moment I passed out.
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Monday was the busiest class day of the week for me. I still haven't managed to get rid of Saturday night's tiredness. When I was walking towards my room after finishing my last afternoon lesson, I was trying to answer a few students who asked questions concerning the lesson. The kids just loved to analyze poems. In this lesson we have examined Atilla Ilhan's "I Need You" named poem. I was just opening my room door when my cell phone rang. The caller was Luda. Her voice was trembling when talking:
- Mr. Fatih, I need to talk with you right away. Is it suitable for you? Can we meet?
I became quite worried. Before answering Luda I turned to the students and said:
- Friends, if you like, we'll continue later."
The kids responded to my situation with understanding:
- All right my teacher, you go ahead and talk. We'll ask our questions in the next lesson", saying that they left me quickly. I entered my room, I closed the door and asked Luda, who was waiting on the phone:
- What happened Luda? Your voice doesn't sound well. What's with you?"
The young woman answered with a ready to cry voice tone:
- Mr. Fatih, I can't explain on the phone. Can we meet immediately?

My anxiety began to rise. There was no need to lose time:
- Ok Luda. In half an hour, let's meet at Four Season Caf├â┬ę near your university. You know that place, don't you?" I asked.
- Yes, I know. See you there in half an hour..." she said and shut the phone. I wore my coat, I chose the books needed to the lesson tomorrow from my library shelves, put them in my bag and got out. When my secretary Gulsanam, who sat in the next room and at that moment was busy writing an article on her computer, saw me, she stood up and looked at me with asking eyes.
- My girl, I have to go out urgently. If anything important happens, call me on my mobile phone, ok?" I said and left the room. Luckily I passed by the university corridors without being seen. I didn't want to be caugt with chattering by anyone, in order not to lose time. I went down the stairs quickly, I went out of the door that opened to the garden at the back side of the building, and got in my car which was in it's parking place.
I arrived Four Season Caf├â┬ę right on time. This was one of my favorite places. It was quite close to the American University. Right next to it there was the Russian Drama Theatre. I used to come to this caf├â┬ę, which was located inside a big park right in the middle of Bishkek, whenever I had the chance, read a book and drink tea.

Especially on summer months, it used to be really very pleasant to sit at one of the tables that were placed under the giant trees in its garden and watch the beauty of the park, or to eat supper at nights with the company of the music concert that was played by the very talented music group on the stage built at the garden.
I entered the caf├â┬ę and looked around. There weren't many customers. Only elderly people I guessed that were foreigners were sitting at some of the tables. Luda has chosen one of the tables at a more isolated corner of the room. When she saw me she waved her hand. I went near her, I greeted her and after removing my coat, I sat in front of her. The poor girl was looking really bad. Her deep blue eyes have turned red, purple circles surrounded her eyelids. She looked as if she had passed the night crying without sleep. I forgot the health inquiry stuff and got to the point immediately:
- What happened, Luda? What's going on? Anything bad happened?"
The young woman held my hand and answered in a crying-like voice:
- Yes, Mr. Fatih, something very very bad happened."
As soon as she finished her words, tears began to flow from her cheeks. I was confused about what I was supposed to do. I handed one of the napkins from the table and said:
- Please calm down a little, Luda! Will you tell me what it is? If I know what the problem is, maybe I can be helpful."